According to the rumors, although the Shuanglong Kingdom is a low-level small country, it is full of talents, and the most famous in its early days is Mo Xuanqing, who has the name of Yaozun, his name has spread all over the country, and everyone in the cultivation world knows it, but there are very few people who have really seen it, but it is rumored that it has an enviable face and has already had an immortal body.

In the middle stage, Mu Ning'er, who has a very high talent for cultivating immortals, can be called a genius in the cultivation realm, and on the day of his birth, the golden light covered the sky with mutations, and the diviner called it an auspicious omen, compared to ordinary people, she was born with a very high talent for cultivating immortals, and at the age of twelve, she broke through the first order of the Xuan Master and became the youngest Xuan Master in the history of the Shuanglong Kingdom.

In the later period, after the fall of the genius monk Mu Ning'er, Song Yi, the son of the Song family, who was twenty-one years old in the first order of the Xuan Master, replaced Mu Ning'er as the youngest Xuan Master in the Shuanglong Kingdom.

The fall of the immortal genius of the Shuanglong Kingdom is "regrettable" - of course it is impossible, the word regret will never be used by others on Mu Ning'er, maybe this world is like this, in such a world where the strong are respected, no one will ever pity you, when you are strong, others respect you and fear you, when you are weak, or when you fall into weakness, others will spit on you, bully you, and not give you a good face.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that she is too lonely to die, she Mu Ning'er is not afraid of death, what she is afraid of is that after death, she will be oppressed and spurned by others, and she is afraid that death will be too miserable.

"Song Yi! Mu Xing'er! You adulterers! I'm dead, and I won't let you go! A desperate roar filled with her despair and resentment, and her red eyes stared at the man and woman hugging each other in front of her.

Mu Ning'er was stabbed with seventy-seven forty-nine swords in front of everyone, leaving seventy-seven forty-nine blood holes, the last drop of blood was shed, the last breath was broken, and the body was thrown under the bottomless cliff.

Resentment? Resentment!

Hate? Hate!

Just because she was born with good roots and skills, so she wants to harm her? Why! She was unwilling, unwilling to die like this.

With a boom, the sky suddenly changed, the originally clear sky was covered with gray clouds, the sky became extremely gloomy, the cliff was full of thunder, the demon wind gusted, and a shocking purple thunder fell into the deep valley of the cliff that was as silent as death.

In the dead of the night, the dark valley floor is full of blood-colored yellow spring flowers.

A man in green jumped down from the cliff in the middle of the mountain, quickly crossed the dense bushes, and landed on a boulder on the west side of the Huangquan flower.

Dead person?

With a slight kick with his foot, the "lump" thing rolled down the hill and turned over, and the man saw clearly that it was a dead man, a dead man, the man had seen a lot, but after death, his eyes were so big, and it was the first time he saw it.

Glancing at the corpse with disgust, he walked down the hill, lifted the corpse, which had become limp from broken bones, and walked deeper into the valley.

As he walked, he still muttered in his mouth: "This is pitiful, there are so many holes in the body, and the bones are all broken, this is what kind of grudge and grudge with others, even if you are lucky to meet me, even if you can't save you, it can make your death look better." ”